Ahh home life.........

Don't you just love living at home, where your mom and her boyfriend just get drunk and high every night, blame me for stealing their booze and call me a retard. what more could a kid like me ask for. i sell acid and pot to my moms boyfriend and he drinks and smokes himself retarded every god damn night, he thinks im failing in life and before he moved in with my mom he was living in a motel, he also works for St Vincent De Paul, which is a goodwill-type thrift store, i make $15/h, propbably more than he's ever made. tonight they start going on about how they're going on this long expensive trip to seattle and down the coast and then accuse me of drinking all their gin, doing bad in school (i got a C on ONE TEST because my textbook was over at my dad's house. then as im walking away from them, "mike" my moms boyfriend says "well look at him he's retarded" and he didnt think i heard him.

why does my life have to be so fucked up? i deal with all my problems like a man, i dont rely on anyone for ANYTHING, i feed and clothe myself, i pay for my car and yet still i get fucked in the ass by life over and over again, also im the most generous person out of ANYONE i know, i always smoke out my friends and usually with chronic and i always buy drinks for my friends, i work to help my dad at his bookstore, im going to school still. so why? why all this bullshit that i dont need? i think its all my moms fault shes stupid as fuck, shes always yelling, always going off about some insignificant shit and basicly she makes my life with her a living hell.

anyone here wanna punch their parents in the face?:thumbsup:

If you REALLY want to get back at them... you could call the cops. You know, hide your stuff at another place, and then just sit back and laugh at them.

Damn, thats just evil.

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Originally Posted by God v2.0

Don't you just love living at home, where your mom and her boyfriend just get drunk and high every night, blame me for stealing their booze and call me a retard. what more could a kid like me ask for. i sell acid and pot to my moms boyfriend and he drinks and smokes himself retarded every god damn night, he thinks im failing in life and before he moved in with my mom he was living in a motel, he also works for St Vincent De Paul, which is a goodwill-type thrift store, i make $15/h, propbably more than he's ever made. tonight they start going on about how they're going on this long expensive trip to seattle and down the coast and then accuse me of drinking all their gin, doing bad in school (i got a C on ONE TEST because my textbook was over at my dad's house. then as im walking away from them, "mike" my moms boyfriend says "well look at him he's retarded" and he didnt think i heard him.

why does my life have to be so fucked up? i deal with all my problems like a man, i dont rely on anyone for ANYTHING, i feed and clothe myself, i pay for my car and yet still i get fucked in the ass by life over and over again, also im the most generous person out of ANYONE i know, i always smoke out my friends and usually with chronic and i always buy drinks for my friends, i work to help my dad at his bookstore, im going to school still. so why? why all this bullshit that i dont need? i think its all my moms fault shes stupid as fuck, shes always yelling, always going off about some insignificant shit and basicly she makes my life with her a living hell.

anyone here wanna punch their parents in the face?:thumbsup:

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sorry man that sounds like a pretty shitty deal, if they piss you off bad enough call the cops and straighten their shit out but yea thatd be hard seein how its your mom

i almost turned around and knocked my step dad the fuck out, but hes drunk and ive said meaner shit when im drunk, if i ever hear him say anything about me again though then im gonna put a stop to it for good

Damn, that sucks...

I wish I was in your situation just so I could kick that piece of shits ass. You really need to disown your mom

sounds like if you can't to live with your dad, you have your own shit together where you might be able gather rent for a room from a cool friend or something?

Only my Mom married the bas**rd (he qualified for both definitions of the word)! This was WAY back in the early 60s. They did a LOT of booze and Mom did pills. Mom was bipolar and suicidal on top of it all. And Jerry wanted to get me in bed--at least that's one problem you don't have! I had an "interesting" childhood. What I want you to know is that others have survived what you are living through (without committing murder, usually). The good news is that you don't have much longer to wait before you are free- you drive, so I figure you are over 16 but under 18. I strongly suggest that you start squirrelling away money now (if you haven't started already), so when you make your break, you are ready. Don't let your Mom know about your bank account/ hole in your mattress/ envelope taped to the back of a drawer. She'd tell Mike and if he's like Jerry, he'd steal it when he ran short on booze or cigs. And since I have been toking while writing, I want to leave you with two old sayings. A Chinese one... " The pure white lotus arises from the mud." and the survivor's mantra... "That which does not kill me, only makes me stronger!" You will get through this. Good luck to you.

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Originally Posted by God v2.0

Don't you just love living at home, where your mom and her boyfriend just get drunk and high every night, blame me for stealing their booze and call me a retard. what more could a kid like me ask for. i sell acid and pot to my moms boyfriend and he drinks and smokes himself retarded every god damn night, he thinks im failing in life and before he moved in with my mom he was living in a motel, he also works for St Vincent De Paul, which is a goodwill-type thrift store, i make $15/h, propbably more than he's ever made. tonight they start going on about how they're going on this long expensive trip to seattle and down the coast and then accuse me of drinking all their gin, doing bad in school (i got a C on ONE TEST because my textbook was over at my dad's house. then as im walking away from them, "mike" my moms boyfriend says "well look at him he's retarded" and he didnt think i heard him.

why does my life have to be so fucked up? i deal with all my problems like a man, i dont rely on anyone for ANYTHING, i feed and clothe myself, i pay for my car and yet still i get fucked in the ass by life over and over again, also im the most generous person out of ANYONE i know, i always smoke out my friends and usually with chronic and i always buy drinks for my friends, i work to help my dad at his bookstore, im going to school still. so why? why all this bullshit that i dont need? i think its all my moms fault shes stupid as fuck, shes always yelling, always going off about some insignificant shit and basicly she makes my life with her a living hell.

anyone here wanna punch their parents in the face?:thumbsup:

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You're just more grown up than them ... sucks.

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Originally Posted by God v2.0

Don't you just love living at home, where your mom and her boyfriend just get drunk and high every night, blame me for stealing their booze and call me a retard. what more could a kid like me ask for. i sell acid and pot to my moms boyfriend and he drinks and smokes himself retarded every god damn night, he thinks im failing in life and before he moved in with my mom he was living in a motel, he also works for St Vincent De Paul, which is a goodwill-type thrift store, i make $15/h, propbably more than he's ever made. tonight they start going on about how they're going on this long expensive trip to seattle and down the coast and then accuse me of drinking all their gin, doing bad in school (i got a C on ONE TEST because my textbook was over at my dad's house. then as im walking away from them, "mike" my moms boyfriend says "well look at him he's retarded" and he didnt think i heard him.

why does my life have to be so fucked up? i deal with all my problems like a man, i dont rely on anyone for ANYTHING, i feed and clothe myself, i pay for my car and yet still i get fucked in the ass by life over and over again, also im the most generous person out of ANYONE i know, i always smoke out my friends and usually with chronic and i always buy drinks for my friends, i work to help my dad at his bookstore, im going to school still. so why? why all this bullshit that i dont need? i think its all my moms fault shes stupid as fuck, shes always yelling, always going off about some insignificant shit and basicly she makes my life with her a living hell.

anyone here wanna punch their parents in the face?

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You're such a hypocrite. You tell me to not whine about my crappy life (when I wasn't) yet you come on here and bitch like a little girl. If you want advice though, I have some: kill them. You can get away with murder if you do it right.
Maybe you could kill your mom, then her bf and make it look like a murder suicide. Here are some more tips.
http://www.parmaq.com/truecrime/HowTo.htm

You could start, just maybe, to stop selling him acid and pot...? That's a good start, then kick him in the face next time he talks shit. The only reason they keep doing it is because you keep taking it and then you dwell on it, and you start to feel bad about it.

My drunk grandpa, who I hope is burning in hell, once called me pathetic. He was drinking his straight Scotch as usual, and I was talking to my mom about some school problems I had. I had a rough time in high school and I couldn't even take a piss without getting my head smashed against the urinal getting a bloody nose. He overheard us, and he called me "pathetic and weak." If you knew my sick grandpa and what he's done to my mother, his son, and his wife, you would do the same.

I blew up at him. I walked right up to him and spit in his face and kicked that filthy drink out his hand. He stood up, and I pushed him right back down. I told him to stop fucking with me. I was about, 16 at the time.

What I'm saying is, don't let them continue to put you down. Stand up for yourself. Show them you aren't afraid and you won't take it anymore.

I wish you luck, but stop selling him pot and acid, a good start. :thumbsup:

I too have been in similar situations. My mom never kept a guy for very long.. and the ones that she did have around were total fucking losers. One of them pissed me off once, so I went outside on the back porch, where he had a case of beer sitting... and I took a sledgehammer to every last one of them. Well, except the one he was already drinking. I took it and dipped it into the open sewage drain out back and sat it back on the porch. LOL... talk about a bitter beer face. :D

Anyhow, if the fucker likes acid so much, why don't you just offer him a drink or something and drop several hits (enough to turn him into a vegetable) in it?
Just a suggestion. :)

Or you could just call the cops on them like everyone else said.

holy shit. i just remembered something!


find some Datura. put that shit in his drink. oh boy, will that be a wild trip. :)

Damn... my good friend's mother married this guy who turned out to be a crack addict. It turned out he was stealing shit from both my friend and his mom. The problem was that his mom is a big time christian, so she keeps him around thinking she will change him and turn him into a good christian.

Once this crackhead stole one of my friend's things again, and he blew up at him. He beat the shit out of his step-dad. I guess he punched him a few times and slammed his head against the oven a couple times.

Point of the story is, they're right. You gotta stand up for yourself. Stop selling them shit, and the next time he talks shit to you, beat the living shit out of him. If you don't think you can, then start training. use your anger as your motivation. Train, lift weights, get boxing gloves and box with friends. This is a battle. You have to do this before you are 18, so you don't get in as much trouble with the law. If he doesn't realize that you deserve his respect, then beat the idea into his head. Every time you box, every time you lift weights, think of him. Think of all that he has done to you. You know what you must do.

Just... don't kill him.

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Originally Posted by God v2.0

Don't you just love living at home, where your mom and her boyfriend just get drunk and high every night, blame me for stealing their booze and call me a retard. what more could a kid like me ask for. i sell acid and pot to my moms boyfriend and he drinks and smokes himself retarded every god damn night, he thinks im failing in life and before he moved in with my mom he was living in a motel, he also works for St Vincent De Paul, which is a goodwill-type thrift store, i make $15/h, propbably more than he's ever made. tonight they start going on about how they're going on this long expensive trip to seattle and down the coast and then accuse me of drinking all their gin, doing bad in school (i got a C on ONE TEST because my textbook was over at my dad's house. then as im walking away from them, "mike" my moms boyfriend says "well look at him he's retarded" and he didnt think i heard him.

why does my life have to be so fucked up? i deal with all my problems like a man, i dont rely on anyone for ANYTHING, i feed and clothe myself, i pay for my car and yet still i get fucked in the ass by life over and over again, also im the most generous person out of ANYONE i know, i always smoke out my friends and usually with chronic and i always buy drinks for my friends, i work to help my dad at his bookstore, im going to school still. so why? why all this bullshit that i dont need? i think its all my moms fault shes stupid as fuck, shes always yelling, always going off about some insignificant shit and basicly she makes my life with her a living hell.

anyone here wanna punch their parents in the face?:thumbsup:

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Take it easy and don't worry. Pretty soon, you'll be upgraded to God v3.0.

Is that like God 2.0 but with laser eyes or kung-fu grip?

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Originally Posted by Storm Crow

I want to leave you with two old sayings. A Chinese one... " The pure white lotus arises from the mud." and the survivor's mantra... "That which does not kill me, only makes me stronger!" You will get through this. Good luck to you.

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great quotes

and yes, i say stand up to him. and also start saving to get your own place or anywhere to get the fuck outta there.

Hey I'll be right over to put a cap in his head...hold on...

Oh BTW where do you live I need an address...

do you ever hear you mom and her boyfriend fucking.
if i get high every night like i do i know id be all up in some nana
my son sometimes tells me that he hears me plow

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Originally Posted by friendowl

do you ever hear you mom and her boyfriend fucking.
if i get high every night like i do i know id be all up in some nana
my son sometimes tells me that he hears me plow

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LMMFAO!!! oh man... that was fucking funny shit. nice. :D
there's Dr. Pepper all over my monitor now. :thumbsup:

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Originally Posted by God v2.0

Don't you just love living at home, where your mom and her boyfriend just get drunk and high every night, blame me for stealing their booze and call me a retard. what more could a kid like me ask for. i sell acid and pot to my moms boyfriend and he drinks and smokes himself retarded every god damn night, he thinks im failing in life and before he moved in with my mom he was living in a motel, he also works for St Vincent De Paul, which is a goodwill-type thrift store, i make $15/h, propbably more than he's ever made. tonight they start going on about how they're going on this long expensive trip to seattle and down the coast and then accuse me of drinking all their gin, doing bad in school (i got a C on ONE TEST because my textbook was over at my dad's house. then as im walking away from them, "mike" my moms boyfriend says "well look at him he's retarded" and he didnt think i heard him.

why does my life have to be so fucked up? i deal with all my problems like a man, i dont rely on anyone for ANYTHING, i feed and clothe myself, i pay for my car and yet still i get fucked in the ass by life over and over again, also im the most generous person out of ANYONE i know, i always smoke out my friends and usually with chronic and i always buy drinks for my friends, i work to help my dad at his bookstore, im going to school still. so why? why all this bullshit that i dont need? i think its all my moms fault shes stupid as fuck, shes always yelling, always going off about some insignificant shit and basicly she makes my life with her a living hell.

anyone here wanna punch their parents in the face?:thumbsup:

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I'd never had my mom laced up on no drugs, and really dont wanna know what it feels like, but i've been through some shit in my life myself.

All I can say is all this bullshit will only make u stronger.

-hugs-

Why not try and get emancipated? You can take them to court if they won't agree to sign the papers, then you can legally move out and get your own life without them seriously fucking you up.

I think we've spoken a few times and if you're who I think you are then I can tell you that you're better then beating the shit outta him and are intelligent enough to think of a better solution. You're a survivor hon.

Leave the gas oven on over night when there at home and your not. Problem solved.

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Originally Posted by God v2.0

i deal with all my problems like a man

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Life is too short, so love the one you got cause you might get run over or ya might get shot!

you will turn out just like your parents and your mom's boyfriend.

you'll probably join the military or become a cop.

I'm guessing your between the ages of 15-18. What I would do if I was in this situition, Wait...What are the lawa where you live?Where I live a child can chose where they want to live (with mother or father)At age 13.Check out your laws there. I'd go live with my dad, if he is cool with it.Then I'd save up all my money,and stop selling drugs to them. Also, Stand up to them. I respect my parents. But when my father gets drunk, and talks to me like I'm a piece of shit, I let him know. He used to talk to my mom like that, like she was a piece of shit. I told him to shut the fuck up,and not treat me like a fucking salve ,and get off his fat ass and do shit himself. After that he stopped treating me that way. We get along great btw. Just know that all families are fucked up.

Peace out dude. Hope things work out for the best.